Buckingham, IA
Today I took a few minutes to look back with people I didn't know, at this quiet spot just south of Waterloo, Iowa.
Stop. Breathe.
As in any cemetery, the headstones have tales written in the dash between the dates. Some died way too soon; left behind half-spun stories and broken hearts. And others lived long and full lives; leaving only when all the pages were filled.
As I stopped to slow down a bit, I reflected on the pages of my life - over half written now, unless by some chance I live beyond 100 years. There are parts of the story I like to linger over; my favorite times. Other parts, I prefer to skim past; still painful to dwell upon.
I didn't come to any grand conclusions, or any conclusions at all, really. I just sat for a bit. Said a prayer for those who rest in these peaceful grounds. I carried just a bit of that peace with me when I left.
Amen.
Very cool meditation. And many thanks for the picture! :-)
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